. looks like both of us will be car shopping." Good!" she said, "I don't know anything about cars. You can be my advisor." Happy to oblige. I already ...now what I'll be buying." Are you going to get a Cadillac, as befits your station?" she teased."Nope. My choice of cars is in keeping with our company. Quality and competitive cost. I'll probably get a Toyota Camry." Not buying American, huh?" Wrong! Made in Kentucky by American workers." Oh. So, what should I get?" What would you like?" I prefer. We are looking for an athletic male. Would you mind showing me your body?" I took off my shirt, jeans and socks, standing there in my underwear. She started to look at every every part of my body, touching my back, shoulders, and stomach, finally squeezing my butt. I saw the old woman watching us intently, though pretending she was still reading the paper. The situation was weird, I felt completely objectified, but it was strangely erotic. My cock started to rise slowly to half mast. She. My mind went crazy, I kept asking myself what was happening here. I was about to pull away when Lisa's hand went once again to my titty. She was running her tongue softly over my lips; parting them slowing with each pass and squeezing my titty and flicking my nipple with her finger. She pulled away a little and smiled at me and told me to let her make me feel good. I just nodded and hoped that she would return her lips to mine again. Which she did. This time she immediately stuck her tongue in. We sat around making small talk, discussing the upcoming photo shoot. Bob said he would like to start with a few “glamour” shots, and Mary said that would be great. Carol said she was a cosmetician, and would make some changes to Mary’s makeup and hair. They left the room and Bob and I talked more about the photo shoot. I told him that Mary would pose any way he suggested. About 30 minutes later, Bob led me to their basement. I assumed it was a photo studio. Mary and Carol were already.